Dream Present

With apologies to God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen- hope your Christmas is full of comfort and joy.

Dream Present

A present of some dopamine

That’s what I hope and pray

It’s just a tiny molecule

I yearn for every day

To think I wouldn’t constipate

Or shake or drool or sway

My stocking’s full of dopamine

That is my dream

My stocking’s full of dopamine

Could Santa in his pharmacy

Make enough to treat us all

No more freezing or stooping

We’d smile and stand up tall

We’d be having so much fun

There’d be no poet’s wall

Oh, Christmas with no poetry

But tremor free

Oh, Christmas with no poetry